Why must holy places be dark places?
You soothe my soul. You fill it with so tender a sentiment that it is sweet to live during the time that I see you.
If you can attain repose and calm, believe that you have seized happiness.
Oh! how many times we die before death!
I love you as one should, to excess. With folly, delight and despair.
nothing is stronger or better founded than the sentiments for which we can give no reason.
I do not comprehend those rules of conduct that make us so content with self and so cold to those we love. I detest prudence, I even hate (suffer me to say so) those duties of friendship which substitute propriety for interest, and circumspection for feeling. How shall I say it? I love the abandonment to impulse, I act from impulse only, and I love to madness that others do the same by me.
One of the the things she most liked about the city -apart from all its obvious attractions, the theatre, the galleries, the exhilarating walks by the river- was that so few people ever asked you personal questions.
You've really got to start hitting the books because it's no joke out here.
The way I played the game, the way I live my life, is very emotional.
It always takes a scandal to bring about reform.